In the second post in this thread, there are a number of errors in the lyrics (from the original Off-Broadway production of Jacques Brel is Alive and Well...).

It should be:

AMSTERDAM

In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who sings
Of the dreams that he brings
From the wide open sea

In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who sleeps
While the riverbank weeps
To the old willow tree

In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who dies
Full of beer, full of cries
In the drunken down fight

And in the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who's born
On a muggy, hot morn
By the dawn's early light

In the port of Amsterdam
Where the sailors all meet
There's a sailor who eats
Only fish heads and tails
He'll show you his teeth
That have rotted too soon
That can swallow the moon
That can haul up the sails

And he yells to the cook
With his arms open wide
Bring me more fish
Put it down by my side
Then he wants so to belch
But he's too full to try
So he gets up and laughs
And he zips up his fly

In the port of Amsterdam
You can see sailors dance
Paunches bursting their pants
Grinding woman to paunch
They've forgotten the tune
That their whiskey voice croaks
Splitting the night
With the roar of their jokes

And they turn and they dance
And they laugh and they lust
'Til the rancid sound of the accordion bursts
Then, out into the night
With their pride in their pants
And the slut that they tow
Underneath the street lamps

In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who drinks
And he drinks, and he drinks
And he drinks once again
He drinks to the health
Of the whores of Amsterdam
Who've promised their love
To a thousand other men

They've bargained their bodies
And their virtue long gone
For a few dirty coins
And when he can't go on
He plants his nose in the sky
Wipes it up above
And he pisses like I cry
For an unfaithful love
In the port of Amsterdam
In the port of Amsterdam

I've known that show inside and out for 45 years, and even worked on a production back in 1982. I'm pretty sure this is accurate.

Jay